#I don't think Vill-V would be part of it but I can be convinced

[espritradieux]

There's a space in my head separated from the rest of the hi3 brainrot where Elysia, Eden, Mobius, Aponia, MEI, Kevin and Su are a polycule and they just exist independently from the rest of my headcanons and AUs in relative happiness depending on my mood, which is odd because I wouldn't ship most of those ships independently if you held a gun to my head

[kalpasio]

ok I'm actually reading now I'm so sorry

YES Kalpas taking care of old ladies is the same as taking care of kids thats my exact thought I'm so glad you understand 😭

like kalpas being able to cook is just part of his character now, it's official. but also I think it'd be really funny if he could make super complex things but then pasta???? he's like "you need to let it cook so it can absorb the flavor" but there's no flavor to absorb. it's just water babygirl I'm sorry, your pasta privileges are revoked. I want to teach him how to cook even if I can't 😭 I would definitely just die if I was in a kitchen with him but also that's all I want in life lol

KALPAS IS THE WORST JUST DANCE PLAYER CHANGE MY MIND I'm about to go on a rant

obviously Eden and Ely are like the best both score in game and to watch, so when the flame chasers play together, those two win. kevin gets the highest score but like. his moves are so robotic that watching him is painful

convinced that aponia is really good at it but like always late on the timing and also because she's floating the remote doesn't always register v pretty to watch tho like she's got butterflies just floating around her lol

vill-v I think magician, expert, and conductor can't dance. don't ask why I don't have a reason, they just can't. I think it would be funny if she had a personality specifically for just dance. would be very on brand for her 🧡🧡

KALPAS THROWS SHIT AND DESTROYS THE WHOLE ROOM BUT ALSO WILL TACKLE YOU IF YOURE WINNING. 10000% HAS THE LOWEST SCORE OF ALL THE FLAME CHASERS. TRIES TO MAKE EVERYTHING A PUNCH. STANDING NEAR HIM IS A HAZARD DO NOT DO IT. but also he doesn't ever get embarrassed so he doesn't mind the others watching him, even if it's bad. imagine griseo is the only one allowed to play against him because he absolutely will not hurt her and they both get kinda low scores and this is the only time she's not afraid of kalpas 😭😭😭😭

y'know. I think su would be good at it. after he like. memorizes the moves because he can't see them on the screen... but also what if he just memorizes all the dances so he can just randomly break out and do all of Toxic with no problem????? that's super ooc but I think he would actually just sit on the couch and enjoy watching the others play

Sakura refuses to play with the others but is super super good. so you end up with her sneaking down and playing and getting high scores so every week it's "let's see if anyone can beat Sakura's score" and she just gets to watch and laugh

I don't think kosma would play with the others, just because teenage angst is is middle name and he's too cool for that. if he wanted to play tho, he wouldn't be bad and he wouldn't be good, just solid middle of the road. also plays against griseo (in private if she asks), but intentionally loses lol

MOBIUS CHEATS. MOBIUS CHEATS. MOBIUS CHEATS YOU KNOW IM RIGHT. she sits there on her little chair and will do all the arm movements perfectly and not break a sweat but that's not cheating. she for sure has Klein in the background changing numbers so she just happens to score slightly higher than whoever she's playing against and she can and has unplugged or shorted the Wii when she's losing too much

I've already said griseo plays against kalpas and kosma but I think on game nights she gets to play every flame chaser at least once and Elysia absolutely loves dancing with her so the two of them do all the duets 🥺 she's super cute when dancing but her coordination could use a little work

hua is there because she was told to be there and at first refuses to play but by the end of the night she's dancing her heart out. not the best not the worst, but definitely looks like she's enjoying herself and that's what matters!!! I could see her sneaking down and playing against Sakura tho

pardo is scared to dance but will do it if Eden bribes her lol she's surprisingly good? even though she looks like she's gonna fall over??? is ok at just dance but if we're talking about ddr??????? she's also ok but Can helps her hit any arrows she misses and so she always ends with a perfect score

IF YOU GOT INVITED TO PLAY WITH RIN AND SAKURA!!!! rin making you dance because she's not tired yet but Sakura is so it's your turn and kalpas is refusing to let go and this child is kicking your butt because all she does is play this game but kalpas is there like full on shouting to cheer you on I'm just imagining some of his dialogue from the ER in reference to JD and I'm crying

also yes!!! if anyone ever has headcannons I'm more than willing to post them for the Kalpas community 🧡🧡🧡🧡 (and you can tell me to stop adding stupid long responses to them lol)

IT IS I, 🧊 ANON

We the kalpas community have yet again been fed the 5 star meal that is these chapters, SCRUMPTIOUS, DEVOURED, WITHOUT A SINGLE CRUMB LEFT

Kalpas taking care of old ladies makes so much sense since he took care of the kids in sundown alley too I'm just ueueueue

Kalpas not knowing how to cook feels so illegal now, the disrespect on the spaghetti 😭 but also COOKING TOGETHER INSTEAD?? I will gladly teach him how to boil eggs (I am a horrendous cook)

I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE FINAL PART IF THERE WILL BE ONE!! Casper the ghost lookin ah better not try anything

ALSO I MUST SHARE MY THOUGHTS HERE!! I recently got Just Dance for my sisters and we were playing the other day, IT MADE ME THINK: KALPAS IS A HORRIBLE JD PLAYER. He's always just smashing shit as hard as possible so bro has no coordination, he would get like 2-3 stars max

LIKE IMAGINE READER AND KALPIE GET INVITED BY SAKURA AND RIN, and lil Rin is like "let's play just dance!!", he thinks it's going to be easy, fast foward a few songs later he is about to punch a hole in the tv😭 Sakura has to tell him to sit down so he'll be your personal cheerleader (at least, you wanna see it that way)

Goodluck if he accidentally hits you with his controller btw, you WILL be concussed

Anyways I just needed to share this with you and the fellow kalpie community, it would be nice if we could share headcanons like this through asks! I hope you have a wonderful day ♥️

no hold on I haven't finished reading this and in gonna come back I swear but I'm supposed to be cleaning rn

BUT YOU K N O W THE WARNING FOR THE WII STRAP BEFORE THE GAMES ARE JUST FOR HIM LIKE. KALPAS FUCKING WOULD YEET THE REMOTE THROUGH THE WALL

[failing-to-write-again]

Germany x Ireland!Reader: Snow Storms and Confessions

Ok so the plan was to post another scenario and write two more yesterday. But Tumblr did an oopsie and deleted everything.

Every cloud has a silver lining however, my friend sent me this gem of a find and all I could think about afterwards was this story. I was going to write them as scenarios but I found it difficult to imagine situations for the other characters.

So here's a different story. A one shot...goody.

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*Ireland's POV*

I sat there cold and alone in the Russian airport terminal. My flight cancelled due to the violent snow storm outside and no hotel room to go to. All the other countries had already left, the usual flights to Ireland weren't available. Just one at 10pm when a blizzard was due. Russia didn't exactly give a direct response when I brought it up...

*flash back*

"Little Ireland! You are feisty small one, you're lack of fear is amusing."

"I'm not being feisty I just want to know why there's none of the usual planes to my country. I don't want to end up caught in the blizzard"

"Она умнее, чем выглядит...I don't involve myself petty plane issues. Perhaps this is fate, you believe in a lot of those magical fairy tales no?"

she's smarter then she looks

"Она также говорит по-русски. Что ты прячешь?"

she also speaks Russian. What are you hiding?

*flash forward to present*

Just before I could pry, Germany got the meeting started and I was left to get to my seat and ponder over Russia's behaviour. He's a strange study for sure.

Germany was as well. We became properly acquainted in the early 1900s only labelling ourselves as friends around the 70s when I joined the early version of the EU (then EEC). He definitely is a layered character, and even though he is sweet once I became closer with him, he seems to still be hiding aspects of his personality. But enough about that I'm cold and have to figure out where I'll sleep tonight.

"Ireland? Vhat are jou doing here?"

Speak of the devil and he shall arrive...

"Hey Germy, my flight got cancelled and it was the only one available, my hotel booking also ran out so I'm just sorta stuck here haha."

A rather enjoyable shade of red spread across his face at the mention of the nickname. I'd do anything to see those little cracks in his tightly woven character. Anything to see the little smiles or chuckles, the crush I'd developed over years of friendship pushing me to.

"V...Vell mein flight vas cancelled as vell...vould you like to share a hotel room vith me? I still have an extra day."

Panic.

"I wouldn't be against it, but you probably would like to not share a room so I understand if you don't want to and everything. Thanks for the offer though"

"Nein it's fine I don't mind ve're friends ja? It's ok!"

The air is so fucking uncomfortable. Big brother France is looking on in disappointed from Paris. I just know it. After a few more rounds of pitiful back and forth we agreed we both were ok with sharing a room and set off, chittering throughout the walk.

*[insert timeskip joke] Germany's POV*

Ireland was in the bathroom getting ready for bed as I sat mentally preparing to sleep beside her.

At some point my feelings of friendship began to be replaced with... love as Italy put it. I thought I was ill whenever my heart would flutter like a manly butterfly near her. After voicing my concerns to my brother and Italy, bruder proceeded to have a laughing fit. Italy took the time to gush about love long enough for me to come to the conclusion I was in it.

Ireland. She's not perfect by any means and we've had our fair share of arguments and disagreements. Though we always manage to work then out. Would it be the same if we were dating? I would be living in a dream if that was true...

The door opened and in she came. In the shorts she wore for sleep her false leg was on full display. I remember helping her make it, replacing the standard wooden one for a metal one with upgrades bring added whenever we visited eachother or were together in our free time from longer summits. The leg, essentially fully functional due to her use of spells and my use of metal. Light blue swirls, famous for their use in her history giving off a slight hum in the dark room, dancing up and down the metal limb. Gott she was an angel.

"That meeting left me a wreck." She stifled a yawn, lowering herself slowly to the bed beside me. The blue began to fade slowly as she stopped using magic, bleeding up her leg until disappearing once it reached the end of the metal at her upper thigh. "How does it vork?" I lowly hummed.

"The magic I use to move the leg? It's a weird mix of electricity and telekinesis. I use the electricity to stimulate the metal wires and pistons you put into it and use the telekinesis to make it move in a more natural way. I just wish it didn't glow, it makes it impossible to hide"

Hide? Why hide it? It's beautiful...is it inappropriate to say that out loud? I settle on a less invasive response.

"Why hide it? The blue looks like the tattoo you always joke about getting?"

She went quiet did I go to far? No she always said when I went too far same as I always did if our discussions on my...past got too vivid...She continued.

"When I lost my leg, I lost a part of myself. The image of the country who would fight anyone to be free, that had the confidence of countries ten times her size, it was gone. I kept up the act in letters and statements acting like the leg didn't phase me...Then I got to finally see my siblings again. None of them were allowed near me after one of my attempts for freeedom out of fear I'd help them escape or convince England to go rogue against his boss. They watched me struggle to do anything, they watched me have to ask for help to move, they watched me weak. It's been hard adjusting...then..."

She took a deep breath and looked up. Something she often did when trying not to cry. I gently lay a hand on her back and put on the calmest voice I could.

"Then vhat? Take jour time, I know it's difficult, but please tell me vhat happened?"

"I met someone. They helped me without even realising it. They slowly built up my confidence in myself, taught me how to laugh and smile like I used to. Obviously my family helped but the help from this person stuck with me more I suppose. He built me up, tried to help when he didn't have to."

He. My world slowly shattered and fell around me. So she has somebody else. Someone better. Someone who can show her all the love they probably expect being raised by someone like France and England.

"Oh...vill jou tell me more about him?"

She let a slow smile spread across her face.

"He's kind and sweet but covers it over with a stiff outer shell. He has many talents...so many talents. He's amazing really, but one thing in particular is what I think made me fall for him."

"Vhat vas it? That he did"

I was probing. I was pushing too far into her private life. If she never spoke about him in all our years of friendship, she had a reason not to. She's a damn ex-spy and rebel leader she knows how much to trust people. But...I didn't care. I wanted to know. Needed to. I had loved her for years only for her to slip away the moment I had started working to con-

"He built me a new leg. Then he called it pretty and sleek and said he liked the blue the magic made on it."

Oh...this was...not what I expected. I was the one who built the leg...she knows that...she...she...

"Ireland I..."

I slowly pulled her gently, she was straddling me so I could look into her eyes.

"Do jou really. But vhat I've done. How could jou?"

"Fall for a lovable human being? It's rather simple. I'm just hoping you'll give this amputee a chance."

She looked at me hopefully through her eye lashes. At that moment I realised why us Germans aren't seen as great romantics. We're better at doing, not speaking. So do I did.

I kissed her. Pouring every piece of emotion I felt for her, because of her into it. Desperately trying to show her how much I cared regardless of how bad I'd be at saying it. And it was bliss. My pulse was racing faster then any of my, no Germany's, F1 cars.

She was with me, not my country, not my people, ME. And I'm going to be selfish.

Her soft warm lips, pushing against my colder ones. Tasting like that brand of chocolate she loves mixed with the minty taste of toothpaste. Her arms, laying around me neck, playing with the hairs on the back of my head. My arms, pulling her closer filling every gap between us I could find. I was in heaven, kissing an angel, and I wasn't going to give it up for anything. The entire world could be damned so long as she was in my arms. Everything Italy, France, Spain, Bruder, and all the other countries preached about love suddenly clicked. I loved her. I never wanted to leave her side. I wanted to be her hero, her Ritter (knight), her lover.

And by the way she was kissing back she wanted to be mine.

*POV switch*

HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE'S KISSING ME!

HOLY FUCKING SHIT I'M KISSING HIM!

AAAHHHHHHHH!!!

I barely thought of anything else, all I could focus on was getting drunk off his kisses. He was kissing me like the world was ending and I loved it.

At some point it went from me in his lap to beneath him on the bed, staring into icy blue eyes.

"vell..." He drawled "ve have a hotel room, a snow storm. no ozher countries on zhis floor, or anyvone for that matter until tomorrow. and a very horny country. vhat do jou suppose ve do Ms.Ireland?"

I spoke before my mind could think. "Well Mr.Germany. A second, equally as horny country is beneath you so the real question is...Was wirst du dagegen tun?

What are you going to do about it?

Snap.

"Ich heiße nicht deutschland Ich heiße ludvig" he growls out. Responds very well to German if the kisses are any proof.

My name isn't Germany. My name is Ludwig

I leant up to whisper in his ear..."Es ist gut zu wissen, was ich später schreien werde. Ich bin (Y/N)."

It's good to know what I'll be screaming later. I'm (Y/N).

I hear a growl before my hands are held above my head with kisses attacking my neck...If this was Russia's plan for only having only one flight home then he's getting cookies next meeting.

*both POV*

Thank God/Gott for snow storms.